my-heart

While we ate, I constantly had to look at little Dhani. I felt like I had little, seventeen-year-old George from the Hamburg times in front of me. He looked unbelievably like his father, even though his face seemed narrower and his hair was darker. Also he didn’t speak the Liverpool accent his father had at that time spoken heavily. Dhani seemed hyper and talked nineteen to the dozen.

George turned to me. ‘I love my little Dhani more than anything… if only he wouldn’t talk so much,’ he whispered.

NEW BACKGROUND!!!!!!!!!! Loving it! Also he has two younger sisters, no brothers. They're both so cute!

Yes a new background, i thought it was time for a change. Plus, I had to make a collage of all my favorite black and white pics of Taron. I’ve been staring at it every time I’ve been online since changing it